Chapter 133: The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas
Zhongbai Sage's eyes stared at the Buddha light emanating from Yankong's body: "This Buddha light is so pure and holy, even in Luohuang Temple, I have never had a monk who can emit such a Buddha light, I don't think it's fake, hum! The following singing books seem to have been idle for too long, and they haven't even checked the bottom of the performance, so they dare to take it up, perfunctory, and when I go back, I will definitely kill a few to give them a long memory!"
Bo Bai said: "This matter is still to be discussed, after all, the emperor is about to descend, brother, you have to be more restrained, so as not to miss a big event." β
Zhong Bai was still angry, but still responded: "Got it." β
Colorful Buddha light, Sanskrit sound in the ear.
In his life, he finally experienced what it means to be a holy Buddha, and he is probably what he looks like now.
Standing quietly in the light of the pure Buddha, the evil thoughts in the hollow heart seemed to be swept away, and he suddenly felt that everything in this world seemed to be forgiven, everything could be redeemed, even if he was a once evil existence, he could also change to good, and there was only one person who spent all the evil thoughts in the world, and that was him, he was the reincarnated Buddha boy of Anaya Consciousness, and he should be the well-deserved Buddha head of the Buddha Realm in the Western Regions.
All the aura in the world, when completely imposed on a person, he will definitely float up, just like Yankong, Yankong originally did not practice any light skills, at this time he actually found that he had floated up from the ground, believing in Buddhism in the blink of an eye, he was about to ascend to the Western Bliss, inheriting the Buddha's traditions.
Just as he was amazed at the various changes in his body, a volume of scriptures suddenly appeared in the depths of his mind, and the words in the scriptures were like golden Buddha spirits, constantly flickering.
Yankong read it word by word: "All sentient beings have the consciousness of Anaya, which is inherently pure, and is born beyond the world, which is the same as Nirvana. For example, when the bright moon appears in all the lands, and the people in the world see that there is a loss and a profit, and the nature of the moon body has not increased or decreased, Tibetan knowledge is also everywhere, and the nature is always round and pureγγγγγγ β
Under the baptism of the scriptures, the light of the Buddha on the body of Yankong became more and more clear, as if it wanted to shine through the red dust.
At the end of the scriptures, Yan Kong noticed a small line of annotations: "When the reincarnated Buddha boy of Anaya consciousness first appears in the world, there will be great demons around him, and the sound of people will be fierce, and the ancient Buddha will cut the flesh into an eagle and achieve the cultivation of the heavenly vehicle, and my generation is the same, this demon is the will of heaven, and the reincarnated Buddha child needs to be dedicated to it as soon as possible in order to obtain the complete inheritance of Anaya consciousness." β
Yan Kong thought to himself, if it is not because of cutting meat and feeding the eagle, he got the Bodhi epiphany, and after being buried in the belly of the peacock, he really became a Buddha with such a high position as Anaya, and it is the same when he thinks about it.
The complete inheritance of Anaya's consciousness has taken up all the thinking space of Yankong.
The big demon was around, and when he looked up, he looked up at the snow spider in his eyes, and sure enough, everything was exactly the same as what was written in the scriptures, and he was the reincarnated Buddha child.
On tiptoe, the whole person flew into the air lightly.
I don't know how to ask, "Master, where are you going?"
Yan Kong's face showed compassion: "The poor monk wants to save the world from fire and water, feed the demon with his body, and influence the murderous things." β
I don't know how to say: "The master has just obtained the identity of a reincarnated Buddha child, but why is this difficult?"
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Yan Hollow was a little impatient in his heart: what bullshit is so eternal that he doesn't even know the secret of Anaya's inheritance.
Yankong no longer paid attention to the incomprehension, and flew towards the snow spider by himself.
I don't know how to stand on the ground, slowly shrinking into a small black dot, I don't know how to fly away as I watched the air, and a mysterious smile appeared on my face.
As he flies higher and higher, the light of the Buddha on his body begins to fade slowly, and now he has no time to pay attention to these, the great unification of Buddhism and Taoism, close at hand, those golden little scriptures in his head, are still vivid, and now Yankong has been completely immersed in the great wish to save the world, and the atmosphere of early fruit, no one can stop him, so those who want to block him are to prevent his road to seeking Buddha and becoming immortal.
Soon Yankong flew to the snow spider, half of the snow spider's huge body was hidden in the clouds, half of the spider's face, looming, if it was the previous Yankong, unless he was crazy, it would be impossible for him to face such a murderous thing alone.
Everyone's eyes are also converging on the body of the acting knowledge, and they are all bringing this reincarnated Buddha boy who suddenly appeared to bring them new surprises.
They don't understand why Yankong wants to fly to the snow spider, but the Buddha light on Yankong's body can't be faked, such a person naturally has his purpose, and they are all waiting and seeing.
Yankong's expression was solemn, and when he opened his mouth, he said a voice of compassion: "My Buddha has words... β
As soon as he finished saying these four words, suddenly a spike flew out of the cloud, directly piercing Yankong's stomach.
The change that came out of it shocked everyone present, they originally thought that this would be a story of an enlightened monk and dispelling demons, but they didn't expect that the story had just begun and had already ended.
Yu Niang slowly crawled out of the clouds, and as soon as the spider weaving was unfolded, she lifted the air hanging on it to the sky, such a behemoth, making such an action, but also revealing a sense of beauty.
It's just a woman, who just bought a jade plate finger of Xinyi, wearing it on her finger, stretching out her long and thin arm, and kept looking.
A large mouthful of plasma directly covered Yankong's nose, making it a little difficult for him to breathe.
This was not at all the same as the scene he imagined to seek Buddhahood, the great pain made cold sweat break out on his forehead, but he still firmly believed that if he survived this tribulation, he would be able to ascend to the Three Jewels and become the Anaya Consciousness, the ancestor of all Buddhas.
But he said intermittently, "I... Naanaya ... Reincarnated Buddha boy, wait for me to cross your monster... I can get a golden body, and I will be able to prove that I am a Buddha and a god!"
Crazy eyes, hideous faces, and the half of the ugly face that used to be always appeared on his face.
As if she couldn't hear what he was saying, Yu Niang continued to fiddle with her spider limbs, but it seemed that she was not very satisfied with this ornament.
The snow spider skynet moved slightly, and the four light and thin spider silks were directly placed on the four feet of the air.
Yankong was already a little confused because of excessive blood loss, and his limbs were numb, he suddenly noticed that the invisible silk threads in his limbs were pulling, and he asked urgently: "Monster, what are you going to do!"
The snow spider silk thread kept pulling the limbs of the air and jumping, she seemed to suddenly find a fun toy, and kept pulling the limbs of the air to fly up, and the seriously injured and dying of the air suddenly looked like a living child, very active.
But the snow spider is so big that it sometimes can't control its strength.
As soon as she suddenly exerted force, her limbs were torn off.
Looking at the empty air that had become bare, there was nothing on his body to pull and move, and the snow spider became very disgusted with him, and with a fierce force, he threw him off the spider's limbs in the sky.
The bored Snow Spider Yu Niang continued to move a cloud and slowly pushed it deeper into the clouds.
A terrible cry crossed the sky, and by coincidence, the falling performance fell not far in front of him, and the snow spider set up a small transparent spider web where he landed, so that he would not fall to death, but the current actor is not far from death.
The scattered limbs, the big hole in the waist, fortunately, there is still a trace of flesh and skin, otherwise he would have become two.
His broken legs, when they fell, were right around his neck, but he had no hands to pull them apart.
The broken legs were like a pair of abandoned old boots, pressing on Yankong's neck.
I don't know how to walk over slowly, squatting beside him, the idea of surviving in the air has never been lost, he fought his last strength, and called in a low voice: "Help... Save me... β
I don't know how to still have a kind face, but what he said made everyone present feel like a piece of thousand-year-old ice on the pillow at night.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm old, and it's easy to remember things wrong, you seem... It doesn't seem to be a reincarnated Buddha child. β
The story is so beautiful that people don't even think about its authenticity, and the cruelty of reality still makes people unable to react for a while.
Zhong Bai hurriedly said: "Isn't he a reincarnated Buddha boy? This is so possible!! that kind of Buddha light is absolutely impossible to deceive people, and the Buddha light of the Buddha family can't pretend to be a high-ranking monk, unless... β
Bo Bai continued: "Unless you don't know the amount, you have a very high level of cultivation of the Buddha. β
Zhong Bai said: "Could it be that this person who didn't know how to be from the Shi family before?"
Bo Bai said: "About his past, brother, you should go back to the library to check it again, if you didn't miss the book class because of playfulness, you should know that it is absolutely impossible to be a person from the Shi family." β
Zhong Bai said: "How do you say this?"
Bo Bai said: "I don't know how much to fight against the four families everywhere in the rivers and lakes, and the Shi family is particularly bad, he once burned the century-old stele forest of the Shi family, and then left a new stele made of Maokeng stone, the stele wrote four words, so that the people of the Shi family, chased him for most of the world, although there was no result in the end, but so far the rebuilt stele forest is still a large number of Shi family masters, day and night patrol, just to prevent him alone. β
Zhong Bai asked, "What four words are written on that tablet that make the Shi family so annoyed?"
Bo Bai said: "Those four words are: no shame. β
Zhong Bai said: "Why did he leave these four words?"
Bo Bai explained: "He wanted to take the opportunity to ridicule the monks of the Shi family, he didn't do a decent good deed, he was busy repairing the stele forest for himself all day long, grabbing merit, so he said that he was not ashamed, if he really had any relationship with the Shi family, then he would never write these four words, because the stele forest was set up for the entire Shi family, so wouldn't he even scold himself, hurt others and himself, he didn't know how much he wouldn't do this kind of thing." β
One step is about to be transformed into a void of the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, the end at this time can not be said to be bleak and bleak, the changes before and after, it is only a few pillars of incense time, even Zhong Bai has such a situation, and he has to sigh: "I don't know how to make up such a big story, just to deceive the empty and throw himself to death, with his cultivation, this is undoubtedly torturing an ant." β
Bo Bai said: "As far as I know, I don't know that there is a special aversion to the so-called smart people, and violating the ban by force in the light clothes building is nothing more than death, but if it is a calculation of the people in the light clothes building or the light clothes building, it is not just as simple as death." You and I have to thank the ancestor Emperor Confucian's grace, otherwise, the fate of you and me is an example. β